My friend Bonnie wants to know what is wrong with our town. Well, I have an opinion about that. Here it is.
The Pieces
First, there are a bunch of us liberals that live in one area of town, up North here. We are mostly white, Judeo-Christians, or has-beens like me who jumped ship and became a [...]
The truth is, we all need someone like Howlin’ Mad Murdock to swing in, now and then, in his robe and fluffy slippers to cause an awesome distraction while we eat the rest of the brownies.
Or maybe someone like Face, to charm the pants off of manager in the grocery store. She won’t be able [...]
Straight up I can tell you the difference between men and women is epitomized in George Sodini, the American Media’s latest sweetheart.
Here’s an attractive yet anti-social dude with some problems with women who used social media to record his issues, instead of getting the shrink he needed.
This guy, who barely communicated to anyone at work, [...]
Since the recent addition to our life, every single flat surface has been overtaken with objects foreign, plastic and otherwise unnecessary to the progression of life as we’d known it.
Or so I thought. However, small packages come with many bizarre and seemingly useless accessories, not the least of which are naked, anatomically-incorrect bald babies with [...]
So apparently, I’ve gotten quite hooked on this:
It was a combination of the following influences:
my Mom re-teaching me (about a year ago) to knit, in response to a bandage knitting project
My friend Frisbie, who is a textile artist. She updated my skills as you can see here (though isn’t responsible for the choice of colors!), [...]
I am a writer. It is my calling and who I am.
That is NOT however, currently my profession.
Currently I am teacher. (I would appreciate any and no one stopping off at the cliche wheel for the “those who can’t..” metaphor.)
So here I am, with a perfectly good STRING of writing credits, heaps of experience, two [...]
Or… How to Not Feel Bad When an Ex Won’t Friend you On Facebook
Here’s the story about a really OLD boyfriend of mine (a-long-time-ago OLD, not practically-dead OLD) that I think most of you will like. It’s kinda long, but I don’t think bullet points are appropriate, so suck it up.
His name isn’t “Bob” but [...]
… or Why I Wear My Hot Sexy Boots for A Gay Guy I Only See Once Every Eight Weeks
Today I went through the torture ritual of getting dressed–prior to my haircut. There was a shower too, and shaving, and an awful lot of tweezing.
I am off at 12:30 to see The Man– Mickey, my [...]
